Headed out this moring at 10am, to check my bait. 2" of fresh snow had finally fallen overnight, so I could now see how many yotes have been travelling the area Im hunting.
I got out of the truck and headed towards the field which holds my bait. Just as I round the bend in the road to the field, I spot a coyote loping across the field in front of me about 150 yards away, heading towards the bush. He had to of heard me walking down the road...Anyways so I make a crying noise with my mouth as I drop to a knee, but the yote doesnt really slow down, until he hits the edge of the trees, where he stops for 2 seconds, then dissapeared. I *almost* had time to get the scope on him, but it just happened so fast.
I went to my bait and saw alot of coyote and raven tracks around it, then moved to the edge of the field and got ready to call for a bit. Used my Knight & Hale Cottontail #920 call, but after 20 minutes of on and off calling, nothing showed, so I headed east through the trees to another field, 400 yards away.
I set up on the field edge, hiding behind some small poplar trees. I called with my Johnny Stewart PC-1 distress call, and also howled with my Knight & Hale howler. After 10 minutes I spot something coming towards me from far across the field, and upon inspection, it was a mulie doe.
Then I hear a few coyotes howling across the field in a chunk of timber, sounded like 2-3 coyotes, within half a KM for sure. I picked up the volume with my screams and cries, hoping to entice one of these dogs across the field where I could get a shot.
Five minutes later I switched to the howl, trying to do the wimpiest sounding howl I could manage. I want to put the idea in the coyotes head that a young coyote low on the rank has snuck in and stole their dying rabbit.
Sure enough, just maybe 30 seconds after I howled, I spot a yote slinking in to my right, approx 100 yards out in the field. I slooooowwwly turn myself and my rifle to face it, as it is now trotting dead towards me. It spots my movement and freezes, but by this time I have my rifle up and ready, resting on the poplar tree I was hiding behind. I double check the safety is off, take a second or two to steady the crosshairs on its chest/neck (still standing facing me) and I touch the trigger on my 260 Remington.
KA WHUMP the 87 gr. Speer Hollowpoint covers the 70 yards to the yote in about 0.065 seconds, striking high in the chest, still clocking over 3100 fps on impact. You can guess what happened...coyote is thrown over backwards basically, a couple tail flops and leg kicks, and thats it.
A nice female, who was looking for an easy meal.
I got out of the truck and headed towards the field which holds my bait. Just as I round the bend in the road to the field, I spot a coyote loping across the field in front of me about 150 yards away, heading towards the bush. He had to of heard me walking down the road...Anyways so I make a crying noise with my mouth as I drop to a knee, but the yote doesnt really slow down, until he hits the edge of the trees, where he stops for 2 seconds, then dissapeared. I *almost* had time to get the scope on him, but it just happened so fast.
I went to my bait and saw alot of coyote and raven tracks around it, then moved to the edge of the field and got ready to call for a bit. Used my Knight & Hale Cottontail #920 call, but after 20 minutes of on and off calling, nothing showed, so I headed east through the trees to another field, 400 yards away.
I set up on the field edge, hiding behind some small poplar trees. I called with my Johnny Stewart PC-1 distress call, and also howled with my Knight & Hale howler. After 10 minutes I spot something coming towards me from far across the field, and upon inspection, it was a mulie doe.
Five minutes later I switched to the howl, trying to do the wimpiest sounding howl I could manage. I want to put the idea in the coyotes head that a young coyote low on the rank has snuck in and stole their dying rabbit.
Sure enough, just maybe 30 seconds after I howled, I spot a yote slinking in to my right, approx 100 yards out in the field. I slooooowwwly turn myself and my rifle to face it, as it is now trotting dead towards me. It spots my movement and freezes, but by this time I have my rifle up and ready, resting on the poplar tree I was hiding behind. I double check the safety is off, take a second or two to steady the crosshairs on its chest/neck (still standing facing me) and I touch the trigger on my 260 Remington.
KA WHUMP the 87 gr. Speer Hollowpoint covers the 70 yards to the yote in about 0.065 seconds, striking high in the chest, still clocking over 3100 fps on impact. You can guess what happened...coyote is thrown over backwards basically, a couple tail flops and leg kicks, and thats it.
A nice female, who was looking for an easy meal.
Did that bullet exit?
